Ah, so you want to know more about the Butcher’s allies? I’m surprised you don’t already. Granted, they move in high circles, preparing banquets for those with fuller purses than you or I, but we’ve had close ties to the Cook’s Guild for longer than anyone can rightly remember. Theirs isn’t a new Guild, lad, not by any stretch of the imagination.
I’ve known Wellington for years, ever since the war. He’s an unforgiving bastard with a spiteful tongue, I won’t argue that… but if you knew him as I do, you’d see that’s just his way of things. He’s a good man, devoted to his people. A crew like his is as much a tight knit family as we had once, before… well, like we used to have.
Why their sudden interest in the game? well, it’s true the Cook’s Guild doesn’t usually much care to field a team, but the Master Chef has taken to the pitch at my behest. Call it a favour between old soldiers. I see the next question coming – better you don’t ask it, lad. My patience is wearing thin. Time for you to piss off now, and keep your teeth all straight inside that loose trap of yours.
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